Avatar 2: Jake's Revenge 3: Mystery of Pandora

UTHOR's NOTE: This is part of the ongoing Avatar 2: Jake's Revenge saga. Please read the previous installments Avatar 2: Jake's Revenge and Avatar 2: Jake's Revenge 2: Curse of the Na'a'vi for context and full enjoyment. Thank you and enjoy the read!

It was 5 years since the first attack of the Avatars, and I had almost forgotten the deadly threat they had once posted to humanity. But I was all wrong. I could never forget the curse of the Na'vi, the evil blue racists who attacked earth to try and cause a holocaust of humans. Suddenly I remembmered the curse, and since in the years previously to the attacks where they had attacked me in New York then at Disneyland, I had become a hacker. I had learnt the skills of hacking and infiltrating systems. I remembered the threat of the evil Na'vi bitches, and I realized that I could easily use my hacking powers to infiltrate the servers of the secret organisation that were working with the Na'vi bitches on earth to help attack earth. I had to strike now to help humanity.

I went into my hacker room. I had a computer with 3 monitors and a huge spec, including an Intel Core i7-10700 processor, RTX 2080 Ti Graphics card, 16gb of RAM, as well as my own custom case which included RBG lighting for the cool effect, and water coolant pipes. The keyboard was a mechanical keyboard with RGB on all the keys and all the monitors were 4K. I also used the PC for gaming and so I had a 4k VR headset hooked up.

Quickly I hacked into the internet. I did a quick search using hacking tools for the keyword 'avatar'. This hacking tool searched all secret and private databases including big companies and the government. I found a secret private server, called AVATAR_HQ. I hacked into the server. It had a lot of files on. I saw one called 'OPERATION PANDORA' and I opened it. It was a video. I saw Jake Sully, in his Avatar Form, standing on Pandora, the planet of the Avatars, which was a real place. He was at a meeting of Avatars.

"Good morning Cunts. I am here today to discuss our fucking plans. Our plans? To attack against that mother-bitch planet who fucking attacked us. We will never hesistate to smash the fucking human forces and kill every single fucking cocksucking human bitches. We must fucking strike and attack - that is the meaning of our fucking plan OPERATION PANDORA."

"To strike the humans we will fly our space ship to earth and attack that fucking bitch planet. Fuck. But first we must deal with the little bitch... who is spying on us...RIGHT NOW."

Suddenly Jake Sully turned to the camera and grinned evilly. His sharp teeth gritted themselves and realistic blood foamed from his eyes. Suddenly a big set of red letters flashed up on the screen.

"REVERSE TRACE ACTIVATED."

"Oh you have go to be fucking kidding me bitch." I groaned. I felt wetness leaking down my leg and realized I had pissed and shit myself. I doubled over and threw up as tears streamed down my face. Suddenly I heard cars screeching up outside. I looked out the window. There were black vans. I saw a group of Avatars getting out. I only had a few seconds to get away. Quickly I ran to my dresser and pulled out my guns. They were a pair of desert eagles with black gilding. On each one were embossed in gold flames down the barrel and on each one was a word - the left one said "Hate" and the right one said "Death". They also had laser sights attached and holographic scopes on the top. Quickly I loaded two extra long magazines into each one - I had a feeling I was gonna need all the bullets I could get. I also pulled out a hand grenada from the dresser as well as my long combat knife which I strapped to my leg. I ran back to the window, and fired a shot.

The window shattered instantly into a million brilliant shards of shinning clear crystalline glass, that flew and fractured across the room in a deadly but beatiful dance of chaos. Sweating, I pulled the pin from the hand grenade and threw it just as the Avatar attack force struck up the path. They all ducked for cover as the grenade exploaded and the bushes and garden ornaments went flying in a chaos of brown dust.

"You'll never take me alive racist bitches." I screamed and shot with both guns out the window. Bullets tore deathly at the grass outside, exploading into shreds of dark brown shrapnel. The avatars returned fire with advanced futuristic machine guns.

"Prepare to motherfucking die bitch motherfucker! We kill now for the Na'vi and for motherfucking Fuhrer Jake." One of them screamed. I jumped from the window head first in a swan dive, firing both guns. The Avatar who had shouted was stood up, and I aimed at him. His chest exploaded in a blurst of blue blood, blood spurting out across the street. All his eternal organs flew out, splattering randomly across the street in a rain of blue blood.

"Let's see who's motherfucking next cunts." I yelled. Another Avatar attacked, firing his machine gun, but I was too fast. Headshot. His head flew off, and spiralled into the river. His body slumped down to its knees and then collapsed entirely. A third avatar attack from the side came, this time swinging a sword. I barely had time to drope my guns and pull out my combat knives as the sword slashed down. I praried with both blades, forcing the Avatar backwards. The sword flew out of his hand. He tried to strike with a judo chop using the side of his fist but I slashed upwards and the hand flew off its stump. He tried the same with the otherside and knocked me to my feet, but I threw one of my knives like a throwing knife and it slammed into his throat, which exploaded into a gout of dark sapphire blue blood, and he collapsed down dead.

As another volely of shots exploaded around me, I rolled away through the dirt to where I had dropped my gun. Without stopped I kept rolling under the cover of one of the cars. I reloaded my guns from under the cover of the car, and shot into the Avatars feet. The power of the bullets knocked him off his feet, and he flipped upwards - exposing his upside down head to the perfect angle for a headshot. I didn't hesistate. His head exploaded into a shower of glistening blue blood splattering across the tar like a blue watermelon getting dropped. I breathed a sigh of relief. That was the last of them.

Suddenly, I heard a sound overhead. It was a chopper. A helicopter. I ran out from under the car. I could see it. I tried shooting it with my guns but it was no use. The avatar in the pilot seat was too far away and too well amoured to possibly be effected by my bullets. Suddenly a flight of missiles launched from the pylons of the chopper, slamming downwards. They hit the row of cars which exploaded all around me. I dived for cover, into the nearest garbage can.

"Fucking hell it smells like motherfucking shit in here" I cursed, but its metal walls kept me well protected from the sharpnel. I looked out the top and saw that the helicopter was swinging around, ready to attack me with another barrage of deadly explosives. I guessed this was the end. Nowhere to run.

Suddenly, I heard another helicopter. Another chopper came into view, and it had a United Nations Flag on one side. It opened fire on the Avatar chopper with a machine gun. The other chopper tried to turn to attack, but it was too slow. The United Nations chopper fired two missiles, and they slammed into the chopper, which exploaded, and crashed down into the river.

The United Nations Chopper came down into land. A tall man got out. He was wearing an army general uniform, and big aviator sunglasses. In his mouth was a huge cigar, puffing out smoke.

"Heh. Not bad kid. You took out an elite Avatar strike force, trying deliberately to destroy you. We are working for an elite human force, striking back against the evil avatars and working with the good ones. We need to protect planet earth from the racist Jake Sully and his Na'vi army, who wish to strike Earth and cause a holocaust of humans. He is pure evil and he must be stopped. So are you in?"

I gave a cocky grin, and sheathed my two guns into the sides of my jacket.

"Heh. Yeah, you could say I'm all in General."

SIGNED: Zane Maverik Creepypasta Productions.